Chapter 67: The Heavenly Jiao Society

"Yun Mo!"

Feeling the vitality of the riot in his body quieted down, Li Qiuran suddenly came back to his senses, and turned his head to see Yun Mo, who was looking at him with a smile on his face.

"This is the Hui Qi Pill, you swallowed it first and recovered your true qi, I will help you solve these two people." Yun Mo said as he took out a Qi Returning Pill from the ring and handed it to Li Qiuran, then stood in front of her, looking at the two figures rushing in front of him.

At this time, Li Qiuran came back to her senses from the joy of meeting Yun Mo, she was now on the run. Before she had time to put the Huiqi Pill in her hand into her mouth, she said to Yun Mo anxiously: "Yun Mo, let's run away quickly, the people who are chasing and killing me are very powerful, they are all Huayuan monks, you saved me is equivalent to offending them, while they haven't completely chased over, we still have a chance to escape." ”

While speaking, Li Qiuran had already condensed her true qi, and the whole person rushed towards the distance, which showed her eagerness to flee.

But to Li Qiuran's surprise, she had already rushed out of a distance, whether it was Yun Mo or the young man beside Yun Mo, as if they hadn't heard her words, they stood there like a wooden man, looking at the two people who were about to come over.

Yun Mo naturally heard Li Qiuran's words, but he didn't care at all, instead carefully observing the two people who were about to come to him.

With just a glance, Yun Mo sensed that these two people were not simple, one of them was a cultivator of the seventh layer of Huayuan, and the other was a cultivator of the ninth layer of Huayuan. But it was the first time that Yun Mo could feel that kind of vertical and horizontal momentum in the Huayuan Monk, this was not an ordinary Huayuan Monk.

At the same time, the black robes on the two of them are obviously of a unified system, and they are also engraved with gold embroidery, revealing a noble atmosphere.

After feeling it carefully, Yun Mo found that the robes worn by the two of them turned out to be the best magic weapons.

These two people are not ordinary people, they should be disciples of a certain force.

Li Qiuran saw that the person who was chasing him was already standing in front of Yun Mo, she sighed and ran straight back again. Li Qiuran is not the kind of person who chooses to abandon his friends and companions in order to survive. What's more, Yun Mo once saved her life and saved her from the abyss of slavery, in this case, if she left Yun Mo behind, it would really be worse than a beast.

"This sister can handle it." Mo Wuxian saw Li Qiuran turn back again, and said with a smile, and appreciation also appeared in his eyes.

The afterglow of Yun Mo's eyes also saw Li Qiuran who had turned back, and he also understood the reason why Mo Wuxian said that she could deal with it. If Li Qiuran really left him and Mo Wuxian and fled, although Yun Mo would also help stop the two, Li Qiuran would be just strangers to him from now on.

Fortunately, Li Qiuran still came back, and chose to advance and retreat with them, living and dying together.

When the two of them came to Yun Mo's body, the male cultivator on the seventh layer of Huayuan quickly ran directly behind them and sealed their retreat.

"You knocked my sleepy lock flying?" The ninth-layer male cultivator standing in front of Yun Mo took the triangular lock that had fallen to the side in his hand, and immediately stared at Yun Mo with cold eyes and said.

"Qiu Ran, who are they, why are they chasing you?" Yun Mo ignored the male cultivator in front of him, and instead asked Li Qiuran beside him.

was completely blocked from retreating, Li Qiuran knew that it would be difficult for her to escape today, but there was not much fear in her heart, after all, it was just a big deal.

The only thing that made her feel guilty was that Yun Mo and the boy beside him were involved. Although she didn't know why Yun Mo still asked such an inconsequential question in the face of this great disaster, she answered Yun Mo's question seriously.

"They are the people of the Tianjiao Society of Streamer City, and the people of the Tianjiao Society are secretly searching for those female cultivators with no background in the Broken Green City, and I was unfortunately caught. When he was transported to Streamer City, he knew that those of us who were caught would become the cultivation furnace of the young master of the Tianjiao Society. Later I escaped with the help of a sister. They hunted me down for secrecy and for the time being, when they couldn't find another nun to fill my vacancy. Li Qiuran said in a hateful tone.

"You are looking for ...... death" After the male cultivator who had asked before heard Li Qiuran's words, his eyes flashed with bursting murderous intent, and at the same time, he sacrificed a spear in his hand.

"Originally, I saw that you could repel my sleepy lock, and I also stored your thoughts in my heart, after all, our target has always been that woman. But now that you know the secrets of my Tianjiao Society, then leave you to die! ”

As the male cultivator spoke, the spear in his hand rolled up dozens of spear shadows and rushed towards Yun Mo.

These dozens of gun shadows all carried an extremely cold aura, and they only condensed into a cold gun curtain in an instant, almost sealing all of Yun Mo's action space, and under this icy aura, it seemed that even the surrounding air was condensed.

Yun Mo subconsciously shivered, looking at the gunscreen that rushed in his face, and a trace of shock flashed in his eyes. If it weren't for the fact that he had a strong mind and forcibly broke free from this cold that penetrated deep into his bone marrow, the result that awaited him would have been to turn into ice slag under this gun.

This is obviously a very powerful gun skill, but unfortunately it is not strong enough, so he can break free.

The magic skills that couldn't restrain him naturally wouldn't be seen by Yun Mo, and with a flip of his right hand, the Stygian Flame Knife appeared in his hand, and it was a slash at the gun curtain in front of him.

Seeing that Yun Mo was able to take out a long knife under his gun curtain and make a move, the pupils of the male cultivator who shot out the gun curtain suddenly tightened, and solemnity flashed in his eyes. As a spear cultivator who has been cultivating for nearly a hundred years, he deeply understands how powerful his gun curtain is, not to mention that Huayuan monks, even ordinary Judan monks can hardly break free from it.

But what did he see now? A monk who was only the seventh layer of the Transformation Yuan could actually break free from his gun curtain, and still be able to make a move?

Yun Mo didn't spare his hand and directly used the Heavenly Questioning Knife.

The Wentian Sword also rolled up dozens of sword rays, and then condensed into a knife curtain and blasted towards the gun curtain that rushed over. As soon as the two came into contact, not only did not there be an earth-shattering sound, but it was quiet and terrible, as if the two had missed each other.

But soon, the male cultivator's face changed, because he felt an extremely violent killing force, under this killing force, he seemed to be torn to pieces in the next moment!

"Boom!"

After a breath after the silence, the gun curtain turned into slag directly under Yun Mo's Wentian knife curtain, and then the Wentian knife curtain directly covered the male cultivator's body.

"Poof!"

Like a firework, a dazzling blood mist was lifted from the male cultivator's body. After the blood mist dissipated, the male cultivator still looked like a person, the flesh and blood all over his body seemed to have been cut by a thousand knives, hanging on his body in pieces, and the superb magic weapon robe he was wearing had been turned into pieces.

It was also because of this superb magic robe, the male cultivator's body was not torn into pieces by the direct knife curtain, but this did not change the fact that he was dead.

Because he had a fierce knife on his head, and it was this knife that took his life.

Except for Mo Wuxian, who knew Yun Mo's strength, the rest of the people present were shocked and inexplicable, looking at Yun Mo with frightened eyes.

Li Qiuran directly opened his mouth in surprise, looking at the male cultivator who was killed by Yun Mo with a knife, his eyes were shocked or shocked.

The other male cultivator who blocked their retreat reacted instantly, and he didn't even look at his dead companion, his body turned into a black shadow, and he fled into the distance, flashing a trace of blood on the spot, obviously burning the essence blood.

He understands that with Yun Mo's means, killing him is like killing a chicken, and he dares to seal the back road of others, he really doesn't know how to write the word death.

Yun Mo looked at the shadow of the other party escaping, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, if he let this person escape, then he really didn't have to mess around.

Without the slightest hesitation, Yun Mo condensed the Heavenly Question Sword Qi on the Stygian Flame Knife, and immediately threw the Stygian Flame Knife in his hand like a bidding gun.

"Boom!"

With a roar, the male cultivator turned into a blood mist directly under the Stygian Flame Knife.